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Anyway, a little after that Eddie asked if I was planning to bother making any supper that night. Oyyy! I almost smacked him one! But I ' ve lived with him long enough to know not to fool around with him when he ' s been drinking. So I got up to start cooking the cabbage and soak the corned beef. That ' s another thing! I told my Eddie straight, look, I ' m sick of eat- ing the same crummy food all the time. You think I like what few clothes I got smelling of cabbage? Eh? Someday, I said, someday I ' m going to take my boy David and get the Hell outa here, outa this dump, and make a good life for us. I hate it so much that I get sick when I wake up and find out that I ' m not really in Paradise, but some little hole in the wall in Brook- lyn. And I say to myself, Dodie Zimmerman, you were born for better than this, so what are you doing here? I mean, really, when you think about it, a lady shouldn ' t ought to spend her life in a flat three flights up, cleaning and cooking for a lousy drunk who ' s out of a job half the time. And then I look at myself in the mirror on the bathroom wall and I cry. Really I do. I ' ll never be Elizabeth Taylor, but I didn ' t look so bad a few years ago. For God ' s sake, I ' m only thirty-two and just look at me. I could get into the Golden Age Movie Club without any trouble. My hair! Almost completely gray . . ., and those lines around my eyes. There ' s a new one every time I look at myself. A boy should be proud of his mama and my poor baby ' s gotta come home to a mama that could pass for his gramma. Anyway, like I started out, I said I hoped I should live to see the day that something unusual happens. So what does my Eddie surprise me with? Just like a sleeping baby. just so calm, he turns to me and says, Dodie, my good brother Abraham and his Raezal and their little girl are coming for a visit. And then he turned back to watch the television! My God! Eddie, I said, Eddie this doesn ' t happen every day. Look, when are they coming? We gotta get ready. I have to buy food Eddie; I gotta find a place for them to sleep. Eddie, for heaven ' s sake, I said, will you wake up and tell me what is going on! And my Eddie, you know what he told me? Honestly, I never thought he had too much on the ball if you know what I mean, but after this I know better. He got up and came over to me, looking tired like he ' s looked for so long, and he said Dode, you and me have been through a lot together, but things are going to be different now. You know how I al- ways wanted my little brother to come to America? Well, he finally got the chance, and he ' s saved some money to bring his Raezel and the baby with him. They ' re coming on the boat but it doesn ' t get here until maybe halfway through June. So he asked me to look for a flat for them. Dode, I found a real nice one over on 22nd Street and I was thinking maybe when Abraham comes and we get the business going again that maybe we could find a place nearer to them. That way Raezel would be like a siste r. I ' ve been worried about you, Dode; you don ' t get out enough. But things will be different I promise you. Abraham and me, we ' re gonna work at the business, get it going like it was in Israel, and we ' re gonna have a good life. That ' s my Eddie for you! A lady never had so good a husband. Oy! That I should be so happy! 40

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A businessman can ' t decide what colour of sports car he should buy this year. A Colombian peasant hopes he can afford a patch for his bicycle tire. A little girl wears a pink chiffon dress and patent leather shoes to a birthday party. They were made in Japan by skinny, barefoot men in ragged trousers. A little boy is given an expensive new fishing pole as a toy. Another little boy shares a bamboo stick to catch fish to keep his family alive. In a city store a woman buys shoes handmade in Italy. The man who made them hasn ' t enough leather to put shoes on the feet of his own children. In Canada a woman drives ten miles twice a week to exercise at Vic Tanny ' s. In Brazil another woman walks that far every day to work in a factory. A young Victorian lady sends a perfumed letter to her lover. A lady in Greece can ' t read or write. I don ' t have time to be confused, I ' m too busy just trying to figure out what ' s going on around here! SO BE IT by Christine Kilgour I should live to see the day, I said to my Ed- die when we were watching television, I should live to see the day that something good happens. The same thing every day. Nag, nag, nag. That ' s all I ever hear from that bum downstairs; he asks for the rent one more time this week and so help me Eddie I ' ll go out of my mind. We pay when we got the mon- ey but we just hit a rough time now; can ' t he understand? My God in heaven, Eddie, I said, you gotta get work. You want your kid to grow up to be someone who ' s ashamed of his papa, eh? I mean, you proud of yourself Eddie Zimmerman? We got a good kid, Eddie, and I wanta give him half a chance like I never had. Listen, Eddie, you want I should beg on my knees? Do you think he heard a word I said? No. Sometimes I think he ' s either got no ears or else he ' s just plain stupid, because nothing I do or say ever gets through to him. I wonder why I ever married him! 39

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HE ' LL NEVER KNOW by Martha Gladman He was probably born in that house, And there he spent his life. He probably died in that house, But his years were free from strife. How could he have lived so long here And still remained so gay? Without cigarettes or draught beer And speedy highways? No radio, television or telephone Or a device to save his labour. Day after day all alone Without the things we live for. Vietnam was just a place to him. He never imagined a race riot. LSD would never stir Him from his peace and quiet. He believed in God and nation. A first to take the pledge. A proud past for our generation. But today his kind is dead. AUTUMN by Susan Mitchell Red and golden tears unsmiling Drift down the cheeks of autumn wind. Perhaps they mourn another season ' s passing. The loss of warmth that was summer ' s kin. But no! They are not tears of sorrow; For much is there to thank an autumn day - For walks with you through fallen leaves in woodland; For sunshine come to bless this day. To flame the leaves in all their burning splendour. To dispel the cold of autumn breeze at play. To light your cheeks with warmth and glowing To make you run and laugh and say, " God made the autumn for our pleasure. Come, Love, and be gay. " 41

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